"Strange? Daddy, are you talking about that uncle who looks a lot like you?"
The little panda climbed off the blanket, put its pink fingers to its lips, and asked, somewhat puzzled.
"An'an saw...someone who looks a lot like me?"
"yes."
Isn't this the uncle Daddy was talking about?
The fleeting, subtle look in Gu Xuexi's eyes when she looked at him at the door immediately flashed into Gu Tingxiao's mind.
The only person who could make Gu Xuexi avoid talking about it, and who also looks like her, is Song Yanlin.
"Daddy, do you know that uncle too?"
The little panda An'an looked on with a face full of curiosity.
Gu Tingxiao nodded, his smile still gentle, but in his heart he was already planning to completely drive out the people who would pop up to annoy him every now and then from Ancheng.
"Then why does Auntie seem to dislike that uncle?"
An'an didn't understand the unspoken rules between adults, so she asked curiously.
"Because to Dad, the person An'an met was someone who destroyed everything Dad had..."
Gu Tingxiao's mother refused to have her ashes moved to the Gu family cemetery until her death because she could not forgive the Song family mother and son.
As an illegitimate child, Song Yanlin and Gu Tingxiao are actually only one year apart in age.
Gu Tingxiao's father even openly brought the young Song Yanlin back to the Gu family.
This led Gu Tingxiao, who was unaware of the truth, to treat Song Yanlin as a younger brother.
Looking back now, it's incredibly ironic—he's just my own brother.
They really didn't hide anything at all.
At that time, Gu Tingxiao was just a young boy. Overnight, his beloved mother passed away by his window, and his father was no longer the father he remembered...
The quiet boy, who wasn't good with words, grew up overnight, unseen by anyone.
Gu Tingxiao spoke very softly, but Xiao An heard him clearly.
She saw the faint pain in Gu Tingxiao's eyes, and Xiao Anman couldn't help but clench her little fists because she felt sorry for Gu Tingxiao.
“Daddy, they bullied you. An'an will help you fight them off.”
Because she felt sorry for Gu Tingxiao, Xiao Anman, who never advocated for solving problems with violence, clenched her fists.
Her small face was serious, and her eyes were filled with resentment.
Gu Tingxiao scooped the little dumpling into his arms, rested his chin on Xiao Anman's shoulder, and said in a muffled voice, "Okay, then Daddy will wait for An'an to protect you."
"I will definitely protect Daddy!"
It turns out that Aunt Xuexi disliked that uncle because they stole Daddy's poop, you big bad guys!
An'an won't let them hurt Daddy!
When the little one gets serious, her voice rings out. Gu Tingxiao hugged the panda plushie and forgot all the unpleasant things he had just thought of. He patted her thin back and replied with a "good."
Song Yanlin can be put aside for now; let's get back to the main topic.
"Besides this person, does An'an remember meeting anyone else?"
Gu Tingxiao patiently guided him.
Hmm... there are other people? ...Then it's just that Uncle Eiffel Tower left, isn't it?
After describing Song Ye's appearance to Gu Tingxiao, Xiao Anman asked uncertainly, "...Daddy, are you talking about this uncle?"
When Gu Tingxiao heard Xiao An describe Song Ye's 1.9-meter height as "iron-clad," he couldn't help but cough.
This caught Xiao Anman's attention: "Daddy, are you sick?"
"No, Daddy isn't sick."
Oh, it's good that she's not sick. I can rest assured that An'an is healthy.
"Did An'an do anything to that uncle?"
Assassinations were commonplace for Songye, but it was worth making a special call to confirm that this assassination must have involved a great deal of effort from the other party.
What should I do...?
So much happened today, little panda An'an needs to think it over carefully.
So Xiao Anman nestled in Gu Tingxiao's arms and began to recount the details of her life since meeting Songye.
"...Look at that juicy little thing here, right here..."
Xiao Anman gestured with her little paws, placing them between her eyebrows, and spoke in an emphasizing tone as if worried that Gu Tingxiao might not understand.
"Yes, there was a dark thing here. I thought it would make Uncle uncomfortable, so I wiped it off for him."
Black things... Because of Xiao Anman's special identity, Gu Tingxiao had to think in the direction of fantasy.
Does it refer to bad luck or something like that?
"How did An'an wipe it off?"
"Like this..."
Xiao An raised her head and stretched her fair, lotus-root-like arms upwards, her little paws gently flicking across Gu Tingxiao's brow.
"That's how An'an wiped the duck off for that uncle."
...
Who would have thought that President Gu, a highly educated man who knows everything from astronomy to geography, would now have to guess metaphysics from his own pet?
Gu Tingxiao stood there for a moment to process what he was saying before asking, "An'an, do you see if Daddy has this on him?"
Xiao An shook her head and told Gu Tingxiao with certainty, "Dad always has a shiny appearance, there's never any black on him."
A bright... sparkling light? On him?
Gu Tingxiao looked down at himself and found that everything was normal, without the sparkling light that Xiao Anman had described.
"An'an, are you sure you're not mistaken? Where is there any sparkling light on Daddy?"
Can't you see the poop?
Xiao Anman pointed them out to him: "Here, here, and here are all ducks."
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